Inside

Inescapable models of progress run thru my mind,falling into the spaces that want to remain open. Bearing witness to my own mind stream of animated thoughts and inner gestures.Silent conversations others can't hear.Listening to it all while engaging in the outer spheres,interacting with hopes and peers and finding myself alone with midnight dreams,sommersaults and trampolines.Occupy the mind,it's the latest craze,it breaks with tradition and fills an ambition, to be heard with a voice that's scattered and green,painting a picture of Rembrandt's last dream.Progressing,regressing and addressing the deeds of a monarch unseen and listening to records of Martyn and Dean.Sit and stare,rattle and care, with joy to the founder of Latin and Hair.